Hammer to Nail Review: Forbidden Fruits

The newest addition to the toxic female friendship cinema pantheon is here and it’s called Forbidden Fruits. The film’s aesthetics recall classics like HeathersThe Craft, and Jennifer’s Body. But you’d better believe those comparisons are entirely intentional. I was not at all surprised to learn that Diablo Cody has her phrase-coining producer paws all over this thing. The debut feature for director and co-writer Meredith Alloway is based on the stage play, Of the women came the beginning of sin and through her we all die by Lily Houghton. The tag line on Houghton’s website reads, “a final girl writing plays/TV/films in a Lisa Frank journal”. If that means anything to you, you just might be the target audience for this film.

The success of Fruits really does rely on finding its target. But those they’re aiming for will be thrilled. The play’s lengthy original title (tough to fit on a movie poster) is a bible quote (Ecclesiasticus 25:25), which, in so uncertain terms, blames women for everything that’s ever gone wrong in this world, including the existence of death. Naturally, the film’s protagonists embrace this blame by forming a witch coven in the stock room of the high-end fast fashion mall store where they also work. In the play, the store is Free People (ironically named given their labor practices) because that’s where Houghton worked, at a mall in the suburbs of Houston, when she was inspired to write it.

For the film, they further evoke biblical themes by changing the name of the store to Free Eden and peppering the set design with snake and apple imagery. The leader of the coven is, in fact, named Apple (Lily Reinhart, Hustlers, TV’s Riverdale), as in the forbidden fruit that Eve eats in Genesis, gaining worldly knowledge. God punishes her and everyone else for the disobedience, thus inventing the patriarchy.

The other coven members likewise adopt produce-based names. Victoria Pedretti (TV’s You) is Cherry, and Alexandra Shipp (Barbie) is Fig. Lola Tong (The Summer I Turned Pretty) is Pumpkin, the group’s latest interloper. They do, in fact, have an opening after the mysterious departure of Pickle (Emma Chamberlain), but they’re hesitant to open their beaded curtain to a lowly pretzel sample girl from across the food court. Pervasive Pumpkin won’t take no for an answer, and soon, they’re initiating her in their stock room using a bejeweled cowboy boot, blood, tears, and a hilarious string of magic words…

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Hammer to Nail Review: Mr. K

After over two decades of directing Dutch film and television, Tallulah Hazekamp Schwab makes her English language feature film debut with the surreal black comedy, Mr. K. Veteran eccentric Crispin Glover is perfect for the role of a traveling magician who is experiencing some existential career stagnation. On his way to a gig, he stops in an unfamiliar town, checking into a strange bucolic hotel. The next morning, he’s surprised and frustrated to learn that he cannot find the exit. None of the other inhabitants are much help. In fact, some seem downright determined to mislead him. Others insist that he must accept his new reality, as they have. Bit by bit, Mr. K uncovers the mystery of the hotel’s true nature that could be the answer to, not only his liberation, but life, the universe, and everything.

I won’t reveal too much of the plot because it’s best to experience the narrative along with Mr. K having no idea what is happening or about to happen. However, to give you a sense of the vibes, here are some films that sprang to mind while watching: Alice in Wonderland, Barton Fink, Snowpiercer, Time Bandits, Coraline, Delicatessen, and The Matrix. For a long time, Mr. K resists his absurd predicament as he tries to make sense of it. It’s not until he lets go of his drive to control his circumstances that he is able to move forward. This is also the best way to take in Schwab’s film. To walk away, as they say, you must leave something behind.

Schwab also wrote the script, which she deems her most personal work to date. She was inspired by her fascination with “doors and the idea that they conceal something unexpected.” Schwab wears her influences on her sleeve, as her title character evokes the Kafkaesque landscape that he must traverse. Growing up, she felt like she had trouble grasping the “rules” of society, because they seemed so dependent on where she was and who was imparting them to her. A principal conceit of the film is the idea that one person’s reality can be completely incomprehensible to someone else…

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Hammer to Nail Review: I Don’t Understand You

Watching I Don’t Understand You, the new semi-autobiographical comedy/thriller co-written and directed by real-life married couple Brian Crano and David Joseph Craig, I was reminded of my own “imminent parenthood” time. There is a certain panic that sets in when it’s definitely happening but you’re not sure you’re ready. In the case of I Don’t Understand You, it goes off the rails in very broad ways, but the vibes are inherently relatable. The dark comedy stars Nick Kroll (TVs Kroll ShowBig Mouth) and Andrew Rannells (TVs Big MouthGirls) as the Craig and Crano proxies, who embark on a wedding anniversary/babymoon to Italy on the cusp of their impending fatherhood.

Crano and Craig’s debut is, in many ways, a tribute/throwback to outrageous comedies about couples who see their relationship tested beyond their wildest imaginations. Films like, The Money PitDate Night, and Flirting with Disaster spring to mind. There’s also a top note of misunderstanding-based violence, like in Tucker & Dale vs. Evil. I won’t spoil the journey, but viewers should be prepared. for. anything.

We first meet Dom and Cole as they record and then re-record an introduction video to send to their prospective surrogate (played sparingly and virtually by Amanda Seyfried). The men struggle to find the balance between being themselves and making a good impression. But no matter what, they don’t want to get burned again (their previous surrogate wasn’t even pregnant and made off with a large sum of money). Plus, they REALLY want to become parents.

Craig and Crano really were scammed by a would-be surrogate, got stranded in the Italian countryside, and had to make their way through the crisis with only the most basic Italian skills (there are several jokes about the ineffectiveness of Duo Lingo in the film). Dom and Cole can barely communicate with the people tasked to help them, and the cultural differences between Italians and Americans cannot be overstated…

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SIFF Review: Middle Man

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You might recognize Jim O’Heir from his role as Jerry/Larry/Gary on the sitcom Parks and Recreation, but chances are you didn’t remember his real name. No worries, neither could his fictional colleagues. In Ned Crowley’s debut black comedy feature, Middle ManO’Heir’s character is equally unremarkable. Though he has lifelong aspirations of making a name for himself on the Vegas comedy circuit, he is painfully unfunny. Maybe that’s why he so easily falls in with a violent drifter and soon finds himself in the midst of a killing spree that informs a new, much more successful stage presence.

Lenny Freeman (O’Heir) is an aspiring comedian who was born several decades too late. For him, the height of comedy is Abbot and Costello and George Burns. He has every classic routine memorized and he longs to revive that sort of antiquated comedy in Vegas. After the death of his mother, Lenny quits his dead-end accounting job and hits the road in a vintage station wagon to pursue his dreams. The trouble is, even if people were still into the wholesome wordplay he reveres, he doesn’t have what it takes to write his own material. He’s so blinded by his desires and the grief of losing his mother (who was clearly the only person in the world who loved him) that he misses the fact that everyone he meets finds him tedious…

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